Shelly stood behind one of the columns near the back of the church, listening intently. She'd run in through the side door the moment she saw the bus slowing to stop in front of the church, curious to find out who could be arriving at this hour. Everyone who should be here already is and the show doesn't start for hours... why would someone be coming here now? she wondered.
Her latent worry subsided when the young man walked in and told Brian he wanted to join the Freak Show. Martin's calm demeanor helped assuage her fears; he didn't look suspicious, so there was no reason to fret. Shelly would trust him with her life, after all he'd done for her.
Now she was back to being curious, and continued to listen with bated breath, lest she betray her presence to the others. Given the ostentatious nature of her powers (and her sense of "fashion"), most people didn't expect her to snoop about unobtrusively. All the better for me! she thought, taking distinct pleasure in keeping hidden away while no one knew she was there. Martin probably knows I'm here, though... he knows all of us so well it would surprise me if he didn't at least suspect I was around.